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E T O N A M O S FR R O T I D E E TH Yo Pembroke
Well done!!! We're 2/3 of the way through the year! Although Trinity means exams for a lot of you... at least it will be sunny (lol, it's England) and we can *drumroll* lounge around on Chapel Quad and start swinging those mallets around! This issue is a celebration of Pembroke's amazing success at Torpids, so turn to page 8 for a breakdown by none other than Jamie White. This time round it's an issue of innovations: Halfway awards (thanks for nominating both of us for worst Pembrokian - Google Docs may be anonymous but we WILL track you down). We've also got face-swaps, darts, and much, much more. At Pembroke we just keep on coming up with great ideas. Trinity is also the time when the JCR picks next year's committee, and so ahead of all that husting we thought we'd give you a few tricks of the trade. Talking of which, the esteemed role of editor of these hallowed pages will soon be up for grabs - so shoot us a message if you fancy yourself as the next me ;) And finally, good luck to everyone with exams this term and revising over Easter. Happy Easter!! u're n yo e h W a k in st u c d t an u r e styl new da nee ... look
Chillie Love xoxox Millie McLuskie & Charlotte Lanning
CONTENTS: Face-swaps & PMB social media A Guide to Husting What has your JCR Committee actually done.. .? The Halfway Hall Awards Alice Mingay in China Sian Iles in Argentina Torpids & Darts Quiz - which sport are you? cover image: Charlotte Lanning & Ben Lavellle
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A Guide to Husting Hilary Term is coming to a close and before you know it husts and handovers will be upon us. There have been a few husts already, but the likelihood is you’re not really sure what to expect. You may not even have thought about if you’ll go for a committee role or not. Well here’s your chance to get an idea of what to do if you’re thinking about husting.
Look into the role: a lot of the work of the committee goes on behind the scenes and a role may entail more than you realised. Your first job is to talk to whoever currently holds the role you’re thinking about. Also have a look at the constitution on the JCR website - but bear in mind there are informal functions of each role as well. Don’t underestimate the role. Think of what you’ll be asked: be prepared for the questions that make up the more serious part of the hust - this is what undecided voters will be interested in. You can talk through this with whoever holds the role currently. Your manifesto is important: people’s first judgements are made when they see your manifesto which gets sent out before each JCR meeting. You can repeat what your manifesto says in the hust - get your message across clearly. If you can’t be bothered to make a good manifesto, can you really be bothered to be on the committee? Spread the word: who’s going for what role is the topic of Trinity Term conversation. People are thinking of who they want in which role from the start of term - you want to be being talked about, so spread the word early on. You can also fight off potential opposition early on this way. Be yourself, and don’t be nervous: but don’t be cocky either. Husts are short. Everyone gets nervous, but then realises they needn’t have been once it’s over! Shared committee responsibilities: don’t forget that on top of your individual role, just being part of the committee is a responsibility in itself - attending weekly Committee meetings and fortnightly JCR meetings. There are also events and issues which don’t fall under any one person’s remit, so you might be called upon to do more general tasks too. And finally, this might seem obvious, but it does happen - don’t hust drunk, and don’t make any sexist and/or racist jokes or comments, while being on committee is fun, you do have responsibilities, and you get invited to fancy events where you talk to important people. You need to show you can act accordingly.
Some people imagine husts to be intimidating - but don’t be put off by ten minutes in front of your JCR. Ignore the vocal finalists who have nothing better to do than intimidate you - they’ll only be here for a few weeks more. Being on the Committee is about more than standing up in front of a crowd and doing some (sometimes odd) things - and you’ll never have to do it again! So, get thinking about those husts - and best of luck!! 4
So What Has Your JCR Committee Actually Done….? You tend to only see your JCR Committee sat around in an almost-circle, glugging away on (or spilling…) Desperados tinnies, Nando’s crisps, and Minstrels/Maltesers (shout out to V-P Lanning, Queen of Booker Wholesale). But behind the scenes, your JCR Committee has been working hard to introduce a range of policies and events, among other things, on top of the general requirements of their role. As the current committee’s tenure comes to an end, we thought we’d highlight what your JCR has achieved since September. • • • •
Prescription fee refund system Hardship Grant relaunch Accommodation allocation system ratified Made the Liberation Council constitutional; and mandated two reps within this to be trained in First Response • Changed suspension (rustication) policy - suspended students now have access to College Library, and the right to a friend or representative in suspension proceedings • Worked with college to provide incoming students with more information about Disability Advisory Service; working to make college ensure everything is in place for students with disabilities and long term illnesses
• JCR Special Academic Committee report and recommendations package to take to Governing Body regarding Pembroke academics and our position in the Norrington Table • Academic officer made accountable for academic feedback sessions; reports of which are given to the Academic Director • Key texts across all subjects now in the Library • Book request system - raised profile has tripled the number of books purchased • Created position of Freshers’ President • Freshers’ Week Feedback
• Farthings Cooked Breakfast until 2pm • Wine and Cheese nights • Darts Night • Saturday Night Bar • PMB Crewdate Extravaganza • Pembroke’s Got Talent • Open Mic Nights
• Established Pink Times, and made editorship constitutional to role of Publications Rep • Moved JCR magazine subscriptions to Farthings • JCR Theme Tune
• Events such as Self-Care, Oxford Women Speak Out, Menstruation Stigma discussion panel, hosted Soofiya Andry • Visiting students trips • First university-wide Visiting Student Social • Re-established The Cambridge Trip • Access lectures And this isn’t even everything that’s been done - but my degree requires me to be selective.
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We’ve had the Brits, we’ve had the Oscars and now it’s time for the inaugural HH awards! The votes have been counted and verified and we can now reveal your winners…
Couple most likely to get married who aren't together now
THE HALFWAY
Most nauseating couple
Julia Cockcroft & Khalid Mohsen Did you know they went on holiday in the summer? and on Varsity? Of course you did. The social media powerhouse frequently declare their love for each other in picture form. In true red carpet style Julia said she would like to thank everyone for putting up with her cheesy Instagram posts.
Alicia Glennon & Rory Bramley She can bust a move and he can shred guitar solos, together, who knows what they can achieve, maybe they’ll step up to Britain’s Got Talent next year. Note: this is not a strange three way marriage, maybe Conor can officiate though.
Wannabe BNOC
Best Pembrokian Pascal Foster The lad from Sunderland who lives in football shirts & has eyes that would melt anyones heart. Italy is a lucky place, please don’t leave us Pascal.
Charles McGrath His access initiatives are the stuff of legend and his unrelenting campaign for Labour through the general election in May showed his passion for the cause, no other nominee has a selfie with Jeremy Corbyn so this award is 100% deserved.
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Library warrior
Most likely to be an MP
Claire Mainwaring Even Mikey Hardgroove’s triangle tattoo was no match for Claire’s natural waviness. As Pembroke’s resident DJ she oozes grime from every pore (not in a gross way) and always looks the part. Annie Mac watch out.
Worst Pembrokian
Most likely to create a million dollar app
James Novotny A frequenter of networking events and a great friend to have, this guy can always get you into Bridge because he knows so many fellow "BNOCs". He also has his own version of blue steel (see left).
Imo Watson If you’re ever lonely in the library just look out for Imo, she’ll normally be loaded with sweets and treats (her weapon of choice). However, if it’s getting round to the early hours runner up Arnav Chaube is more likely to be your man. Jamie Gnodde Despite his best efforts (see left) poor Gnodde has been given the award no one wants. The porters have previously considered starting a missing person campaign for Gnodde who is rarely seen in Pembroke. When he is however he is mainly in Farthing’s with his head in his hands muttering “ah maaaate”.
Duncan Thomas This guy may be something of an enigma but don’t let that fool you. The big question is what will this app be for? Tinder for dogs? An app that reminds you why you hate your ex before you drunk text them? We’ll just have to wait and see.
HALL AWARDS
Queen of Farthing's
Jen Ehr If anyone deserves a rowing related award it’s Jen, who made history as the cox in the first women’s boat race to be held on the same day as its male equivalent.
Most likely to have a boat named after them by PCBC
Most incontinent
Livvy Iller It would be pretty poor form for the domestic rep to steer clear of Farthing’s. Livvy takes this very seriously and can be seen begging Alba to keep the place open past 10pm so she can get her coffee and diet coke fix.
Charlie Buchanan It literally couldn’t have been anyone else (sorry for regressing to the Soviet era with this vote).
Most likely to donate a building to Pembroke Deon Fang Forget Wagstaff. Forget the fact that this building sounds like something out of Twilight, ‘Fang Towers’ would be THE place to live. No doubt including acoustics better than the chapel, a pitch perfect fire alarm and a floor to ceiling mural of Deon and that glossy, glossy hair.
Most likely to live in a commune
Services to Pembroke Ollie Antcliff Most people get these awards posthumously, thankfully, that’s not the case here. This chap is still very much a valued member of the Pembroke community, who knows when he’ll finally let go but Ollie, it’s been a pleasure for every year group that has got to know you.
Most likely to get a third
Oscar Edell His edginess knows no bounds as he’s managed to score an award from thousands of miles away. This commune would undoubtedly rest on a bedrock of bucket hats and brightly coloured suits.
Robin Bernon In first year, Robin entering the library at 1am with a 6 pack of red bull was not an i n fr eq u en t o c c u r r en c e, sometimes he even took a kebab in too. When you combine that with his infamous antics on nights out and tank-like capacity for alcohol it's no wonder you’re lacking faith in his academics. Prove ‘em wrong Robin, we believe in you.
Most likely to get a first Dom Saad Is there anything that this boy can’t do? Always swanning around college in the tightest of lycra with his bike, namesake and drummer in the Saad Saad situation plus possessor of medical talents that would give Gregory House a run for his money, no pressure Dom…
Most likely to get arrested
Laurence Wroe Try not to be too surprised, but Mr Wroe has actually been arrested before. He’d had a few bevvies, tried to go home to bed but ended up breaking into someone else's house… I wonder what other offences he has in store for us.
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2nd year Chinese student Alice Mingay gives us the lowdown on life in Beijing
‘It’s your year abroad!’ they said. ‘What a fantastic chance for integration, immersion and perhaps even becoming a little more Chinese yourself!’ they said. Let’s just say my younger brother wasn’t even joking when asking if I was going to be coming home with a Chinese passport – the answer to which I’m afraid was a rather disappointing ‘no’... Aside from discovering a shed tonne of new words (currently topping the tables for ‘Least Likely to be used in Conversation’ stands either ‘smuggled illegal alien’ or ‘dragon with the ability to control floods’), I have found that living abroad makes certain aspects of your identity stand out: I find myself repeatedly being made aware I am a language student, I am an Oxford student, and (something I never fully noticed before) I can be very, very British. As an initial disclaimer, there is a huge amount of sensationalistic journalism written about China, which contributes to a perception of it being a very domineering and frightening place. This is not intended as that at all, and I hope it does not come across as such – instead, please just take it as a few observations, made while living quite a long way from home. The biggest aspect of a year abroad is undoubtedly the language study – whilst it is smoother than September, phrases you thought you had mastered going completely unrecognised in conversation with locals. My friend’s extended family might have been forgiven for thinking I was a nervous fresher over Chinese New Year, after I tried to say ‘cheers’ over dinner but instead used the toast essentially meaning ‘down it’ – not the finest introduction. Back in Beijing, I was doing pretty well to keep pace in conversation with our local 饼 jiānbing man (the street seller of a sort of savoury pancake , with an egg, spicy sauce and a tofu fritter whom I visit far more frequently than I would care to admit), until I misheard the time period, responding that I was going home on Monday, rather than just having come back, as was the case - far too British to admit my mistake (and also already half way down the street) there was no choice but to forgo my regular lunch choice, waiting a week or so in order not to look completely loony… Flip the situation, and, probably not unfairly, it is more often than not assumed we don’t speak any Chinese. This can work to our advantage – a most basic greeting of just ‘你好’ (nǐhǎo-hello) makes many immediate friends; one small step further to ‘I am an overseas student’ often merits a response of ‘you’re Chinese is so excellent!’ Admittedly gratifying, but (at least in response to the above) just not true. On the other hand, at the Solitary Beauty Peak in Guilin, the sales assistant assumed I was American and wrote this down on my ticket; the unwritten subtext was perhaps not dissimilar to that of Paddington Bear’s tag: From Deepest, Darkest West: Please look after this foreigner…
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It’s no secret Beijing is a big and busy place. Back in October, George Osbourne was amusingly praised in a Xinhua News article for “suppressing his sense of superiority and neglecting to mention key issues in favour of improving relations and mutual economic
When 5th week blues become the November greys... growth”. Even more amusing would be testing the strength of this resolve in the face of the might which is the Beijing subway at rush hour. As the entire platform squashes and piles on before others have even left the carriage, my innate Britishness re-emerges in the presence of some undeniable facts. 1) The train carriage has finite space. 2) There are unquestionably more people wishing to pass through the carriage doors than can at once. 3) There is almost no situation in which getting into nearly full carriage with people wishing to get off to make space would seem like a good idea. [And perhaps if you were fishing for a number 4) Pembroke is more likely to top the Norrington Table than I am of convincing my travel companions of the above.] I have even now been that person that chooses to wait the extra few minutes for the next train – the shame lives on. My new food Bible, Fuschia Dunlop’s ‘Every Grain of Rice’ opens by stating: “The Chinese know, perhaps better than anyone else, how to eat” and by and large, I think I would agree. She was referring not to the often deep fried meat and fish based dishes that form the basis of the UK takeout industry, but instead to the extraordinary ability of Chinese home-cooks to transform what initially appear as fairly plain vegetarian ingredients into absolute delicacies whilst keeping them extremely healthy and economical. Most of the time. Many Chinese have the delightful habit of frequently mimicking Leonardo DiCaprio’s Titanic spitting technique in public - not overly problematic until you hear it repeatedly coming out of the kitchen of a highly recommended dumpling restaurant. He was probably just spitting down the sink - but to be honest, who cares what he was doing when the dumplings taste that good? I had thought last year a classic Pembroke, seated, three-carb meal, possibly even followed a few hours later by pizza in the JCR was a level of fullness that could not be topped – there is in fact a new level, otherwise known as Chinese New Year. Try eating Christmas lunch twice in a day whilst endeavouring not to offend your kind hosts as they smother you with dishes and you have an idea of where my stomach was at. And then repeating at least in part again on New Year’s Day. Needless to say, the viral joke on Wechat (a popular social media platform) of the ‘Chinese New Year Style’ (i.e. gaining several pounds) began to make sense – as did the way in which I didn’t eat a proper meal for 48 hours after leaving their house. 5th week Blues became November Greys after record pollution levels that even hit the international news and any Oxford lecture now seems extravagantly late after the bearing through the joys of 8am class several times a week – the list of comparisons could go on. It’s now 6 months almost exactly to the day since arriving, and although it certainly has its moments, living in Beijing has been a very exciting new challenge, and there is plenty more I want to pack in before heading back to the UK in August!
3rd year Spanish & Italian student Sian Iles gives us a serious case of the green eyed monster with her account of her time in South America. Today marks the beginning of my seventh month abroad and, funnily enough, given that the third year of a linguist’s degree is, in fact, called a year abroad (or more colloquially, a #gapyah), I have six months left to indulge in all things Spanish and Italian. Here’s a bit about what I have been getting up to over the past few months and a few words on some of the things that have struck me along the way. I began my year in Buenos Aires (which, for the record, is the capital of Argentina, not, as a friend rather bafflingly presumed, a town somewhere in northern Brazil). There, I spent four months interning with an online media company, The Bubble, as a journalist, publishing a minimum of two articles a day on all things pertaining to Argentina and, more generally, to Latin American politics and pop culture. As a new, up-and-coming news outlet, The Bubble prides itself on taking a step away from conventional journalism and delivers its stories with a hint of sarcasm, creating a more informal tone than one you would find in your average newspaper, so as to make the rather complex political and economic system somewhat more digestible and enjoyable to read about. This job in itself was probably one of the best components amongst a feast of happy memories from the past seven months – incredible offices in the heart of Palermo Hollywood, an amazing team of writers, opportunities to conduct my own investigations and interviews, to speak on the weekly podcast and the chance to do two overnight shifts to live-cover the most historic elections Argentina has ever seen. Hands down two of the best all-nighters I’ve ever done during my Oxford career. Even better than when Derek gave me some of his pizza at 5am in first year. Thanks Derek. Besides journalism, I spent my time tutoring English to several families in and around the city, playing five-aside football, and getting stuck into everything and anything Buenos Aires had to offer. The city is one of the most impressive I have ever seen or heard of, from its beautiful array of parks, oases, tango milongas and heladerías to the intense buzz of downtown San Telmo and Puerto Madero. Whether you were just wandering around Palermo, sampling the delights of one of the many steakhouses, cafes, bars, brunch spots and museums or cheering at a football game in La Boca or River Plate stadium before dancing into the sunrise to some of the world’s greatest DJs and musicians who so regularly graced the water-front stage, it is safe to say that, wherever you went and whatever you did, you felt that Latino passion that so many people talk about.
Argentinian Affair
In fact, if I were to summarise Buenos Aires in a word, it would surely be passion. The porteños (literally: people of the port, i.e. Buenos Aires citizens) had this unbelievable passion for being alive, a passion for politics, a passion for good food and wine, a passion for the family, a passion for friends, work, music – the list goes on. This was one of the things that particularly struck me: especially in the lead up to the presidential elections. Never before have I seen a whole city so politically motivated simply because its citizens were so proud to be Argentine. They were unbelievably, overtly zealous about their political stance (which, for the most part, was either pro Daniel Scioli, pro Mauricio Macri or pro Sergio Massa) – something we Brits tend, on the whole, to be coy about. Indeed, in the following two months, made up of a whirlwind tour of other parts of Argentina, Chile and Colombia, these same thoughts followed me. Take San Rafael, for example, a bordering town between Chile and Argentina, where I lived and worked as a chalet-girl-come-cleaner on a finca with an extended Argentine family. Scenario: Your crops are damaged due to bad weather. Archetypal British response: “DISASTER!” Argentine response: “Ah well, next year will be better. At least we all still have each other” * hugs wife passionately and smiles radiantly. * It sounds painfully stereotypical, I know, but something that I have unexpectedly taken away from my experience as an expat is just how much your own culture does shape you and, in a way, leads you to be a stereotype of your own country, even if it is to varying extents. Yes, I missed my PG Tips, yes, I missed queuing in an organised fashion, yes, I missed people turning up on time, yes…I even missed Anuba. Try as you might to fully become Argentine, Chilean, Colombian, there is something very special and unique about your own national identity, meaning that, whilst you can transcend the cultural gap with friendships and new experiences you will never feel entirely at home when abroad. That perhaps sounds like a negative sentiment to end on, but it really is the joy of a year abroad. Everyone and everything is a bit baffling (I mean, there’s a reason the words stranger and foreigner are so etymologically linked) because there is something so unique about every nationality you meet. From Buenos Aires, to San Rafael, to Mendoza, to San Pedro de Atacama, to Medellin, to Bogotá, to Santa Marta, to Minca, to Cartagena, it has been an absolute pleasure to meet people from across the globe and to appreciate the importance of cultural identity and to triple my body weight in red wine and steak. 9
‘Hunt or be hunted’. The words of Frank Underwood in The House of Cards perfectly capture the nature of Hilary term’s annual rowing competition “Torpids”. Over four days in sixth week,
TORPIDS HUNT OR BE HUNTED
six Pembroke crews lined up to outrun chasing crews while seeking to ‘bump’ the crew in front. As expected, there was the usual carnage but the week was also a hugely successful one for PCBC. On the women’s side, W3 had a good week after successfully qualifying in rowing-on the previous Sunday. After being bumped on day 1 they did not let their confidence drop as they bumped back and then up, finishing up two places. W2 faced a tough draw with the W1s of St Anthony’s and St Hilda’s below them. They were involved in a truly heroic attempt at holding off Wadham II but were bumped right on the finish line. W1 on the other hand, continued their strong form of 2015 finishing 3
rd
on the river,
their highest ever positon at Torpids. Highlights of the week include their clinical overbump on St John’s and their effective overtake of Wadham on day 3. This bodes very well indeed for Summer VIIIs where they will be looking to reclaim headship.
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unfortunately spoons. The crew
close on day 1. After the initial scare
improved every and things can, and
the crew gained composure to
will, get better in time for summer.
consistently walk away from Oriel.
Hopes were high for M2 as they
Headship was retained and Torpids
looked to make history with #2bd1
glory attained for the men in pink.
(secure two boats in Division 1). And they did just that with 5 bumps in four days. The highlight has to be bumping St Johns right outside a packed Pembroke Boat House to secure a spot in Division 1 on the Friday. M1 carried the hopes of the entire college as they looked to retain headship for the fifth year in a row. To do so they
Over on the men’s side, restricted
needed to row the course without
training due to flooding on the Isis
being caught by Oriel for four days
garnered mixed results for the crews. For
straight. The week got off to a nervy
M3 this meant a lack of water time and
start with Oriel coming terrifyingly
A huge thank you must go to PCBC’s two captains, Claire and Carl. Success at Torpids does not just come from hours on the erg, but from seemingly endless admin and organisation. It is their hard work and dedication that facilitates the dominance that was displayed last week. Yeah Pembroke! Jamie White
A Night at the Darts: Ally Pally comes to Pembroke In the aftermath of Halfway Hall, the th end of 4 Week saw another cracking edition of SNB: the first annual Pembroke Darts Championship. A hundred fans. Forty athletes. Forty club hits. Three darts. One dartboard. The stage was set for a fine showcase of sport. The tournament kicked off with an early clash of the titans – Mike ‘Bullseye’ Hargrove versus Ste ‘the Manic’ Szczepanek; ‘Bullseye’ to throw first. An intense first game really did set the tone for the rest of the night’s proceedings. There were some massive games in the preliminary rounds. A grudge match between Brown and Kent-Egan ended in defeat for ‘the Pentagon’, much to the anguish of ‘the Legal Eagle’ Lanning, who was also beaten in her first game by Mac ‘the Destructor’ O’Malley. Another classic game, this time involving fan favourite Livvy ‘the Killer’ Iller, saw a reluctant Jack ‘the Enchanter’ Woollett make his
way into the first round proper; heartbreaking for both parties, for sure. A valiant effort from Joe ‘the Helmet’ Fowles in his much talked about contest was also not enough, and he’ll be disappointed to have buckled under the arrogance of Cameron ‘BK’ Henderson. The night was in full swing and the drinks were flowing. Come the semifinals, up stepped the good old reliable Nathan Wragg to take on ‘Jamie ‘the Jackpot’ Gnodde, walking on to Careless Whisper, a timeless classic. We all watched from the edge of our stools as an unbelievable darts match unfolded before our eyes – and it was Wragg, in a fifth leg decider, who would fight for the prize of four tickets to the Darts in Birmingham in the final. Laurence ‘the Lion’ Wroe was up against the bookies’ favourite Theo ‘the Riddler’ Wye in the other semifinal, and much to our surprise, it was Wroe, who’d captivated the people with his humbling walk-on song, "Feed 'em to the Laurence", who could now
dream of carving his name on that trophy; he’d made it to the final. 23h00. Dim the lights. With the trumpet blasts of Fanfare for the Common Man echoing around the alcoves of our beloved bar, the crowd welcomes their finalists into the arena. (Wragg later described that walk-on as “the most nerve-racking thirty seconds of [his] life”… It was clear that ‘the Lion’ could smell blood). As fast as you can say Michael van Gerwen, Wroe finds himself 4-3 up in legs, just three darts away from a place in Pembroke folklore. 19... Double 18… 11… Wragg requires 67 to stay in the tie. Double 15… 19… Exactly 18 needed… and 18 he hits! 4-4! And the decider goes to Wragg! What a finish. It’s all over. Chase the Sun booms out for the very last time. Wragg is crowned Pembroke Darts Champion for 2016. There’s only one word for that: World Class Darts. Pascal Foster
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Average exercise time per week? A. 5000 hours B. 20 mins C. 0 D. 90 mins
What time is your alarm set for? A. 5:45am B. 11ish? c. alarm? what alarm? D. 9am - ready for the day
MOSTLY A'S, you are a ROWER
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Commitment is your middle name and 6:30am is a lie in to you.You're the embodiment of Pembroke pride but the main reason people love you is that you provide a reason to drink copious amounts of Pimms 3 times a year. Keep rocking the pink leggings.
QUIZ: WHICH SPORT ARE YOU?
What's your Farthing's order? A. Double fry up with an extra one of everything on the side. B. Vita Coco & sushi C. Smoked salmon and cream cheese bagel. D. Panini, crisps & coke
MOSTLY B'S, you are a NETBALLER
You dabbled in sport at school and pick your team based on its social esteem and stash. 20 mins a week isn't much of an ask even though you have to go to Timbuktu (LMH).
Average crew date attendance? A. Once a year B. Once a fortnight C. Once a week D. Twice a term
MOSTLY C's, you are a "RUNNER"
The closest you've ever come to exercising is probably pub golf. You milk the social side of this sport and are probably on first name terms with half the staff at Arzoos.
MOSTLY D'S, you are a FOOTBALLER
You take yourself and everything related to football a bit seriously - sport is life. No one's ever seen you cry except on a muddy pitch which is proof of your deep seated passion for kicking things.